. . . if I were a 201 light bulb? Had to finish binding a double fleece quilt "in the dark" of 2, 50wt fluorescent ceiling bulbs. Had to put pins in the binding at just about every 1/2 inch. My arms look as though I tried to intervene in a cat fight. Then the light went out. I can "see" the unused bulb in a thin, faded, cardboard sleeve in a small parts cabinet. In which room? Which house? Which lifetime? 'Bout had it for today, think I'll chill - put myself on snow watch, test the new quilt, and hold down the sofa. These home-alone nights are usually my opportunities to sew, but I've been doing it all day. 'Night All, for some, for others, Mornin'.